Difficult to imagine any pleasure from hunting

Could I, through this splendid newspaper, ask any of the “hunters” this question? What pleasure do you get shooting dead one of God’s creatures? For the life of me, I can’t imagine aiming a shotgun at a defenceless bird and ending its life. With respect, this is not a sarcastic question. I would really appreciate an answer.

I personally get enormous pleasure sitting in my garden seeing all the birds flying about and listening to them singing and communicating with each other. This is something I sorely miss while holidaying in the Maltese islands. With genuine respect, could the “hunters” not shoot at clay pigeons or targets to prove their marksmanship?

Before anyone tells me to address cruel pastimes/hunting here in the UK before questioning the Maltese hunting fraternity, I already do that. I find it quite abhorrent wherever this so-called sport is practised.

Apart from my points above, I love Malta and its people so much, I married one.